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Chapter 077

Kris Nordahl, who was trailing by the score, also started to speed up after the restart, and head coach Kononov stood directly on the sidelines.

The two teams did not play each other in the first two rounds, but compared to Wolfsburg, the home team certainly wants to win more. Kononov knows the strength of the team best, and home court is their only chance.

The opponent's Portuguese midfielder Pereira made a long pass from the backcourt. Gazinski got in front of Naldo and headed back. Akhmedov followed up outside the penalty area and raised his leg to volley with a tricky angle.

, although Benario reacted quickly, it still caused a chaos in the penalty area. In the end, right back Felipe Lopez cleared the ball out of the sideline.

"What are you doing?!"

Yi Zhe glanced at Gustavo: "Luis, I remember reminding you that you need to keep an eye on this guy."

Gustavo showed an apologetic expression. He was indeed slow just now.

But after Yi Zhe asked, he just laughed. Gustavo's problem was just a small problem. What he couldn't accept was Nardo's performance on the back line.

"Eddie, you were suppressed just now? Now you can't even deal with a Russian international?"

"Uh...Yi, I was careless..."

This time his attitude was pretty good, but in Yi Zhe's eyes he already had a "criminal record": "Everton hasn't learned enough lessons yet? Eddie, you don't want to be the team's sinner, do you?"

"Hey! Yi, what are you talking about!" Naldo lowered his face to express that he couldn't accept it.

"Then show your level!"

In fact, Yi Zhe had already felt the difficulty of the game from the system's simulation, not counting various realistic off-field factors and off-game moves, so he had to scold his teammates to wake up his teammates when he was embarrassed for the first time.

The close-up shot of the live broadcast was pushed to Yi Zhe's face, and even Rees Lubet could interpret the seriousness of the matter immediately: "Yi seems to be angry! He has never blamed a teammate like this. Wolfsburg's

The goal was almost scored, and this time Naldo still cannot escape responsibility. This guy must cheer up and prove that he is capable of the rhythm of the Europa League! Damn it!"

From the perspective of his explanation, this time is a bit angry. After all, they are not as generous as Bayern Munich. If Naldo is abandoned, the defense will be even more useless, especially now that the Russians on the opposite side are showing off.

In a decisive posture, he almost pushed the formation forward, directly pushing the defense line behind Yi Zhe to start pressing.

This trick is terrible, but more importantly, it really works.

The opponent's sudden fast-paced high pressure caused Wolfsburg's defense to make mistakes. The left back Tresch wanted to pass back to Nardo, but the ball was intercepted directly due to physical confrontation. The opponent directly counterattacked quickly along the right wing, right.

Midfielder Mamaev quickly dribbled horizontally along the line of the penalty area. Naldo was about to shake off Gazinski and move to mark him, but he noticed the trend and took the lead and kicked off the edge of the penalty area.

"Bang!"

This kick was so powerful and heavy that Benario did not expect that the kick would be so sudden. Before his fingertips could cover the blind spot, the ball had already flown into the door in front of him.

"Ula!!!!!!"

"Ula!!!!!!"

The entire stadium was like a ignited powder keg in an instant. With the captain pounding the ground, Wolfsburg players could only watch their opponents wantonly encourage the fans to cheer in front of them.

"This is an unexpected goal!" Rees Lubet quickly characterized the goal: "Accidents cannot be avoided in any game. There is no need to doubt Wolfsburg's strength, let alone the players' self-doubt!"

The rain was still falling, hitting his face drop by drop. Yi Zhe wiped his face and his eyes became firm again.

This kind of venue can't play pass control, but it can play Wolfsburg's football.

After getting the ball in the midfield, he quickly dribbled horizontally to avoid Ahmedov's pressing. Yi Zhe once again made a long pass to penetrate the opponent's right defense, and once again connected with Perisic in the half.

The long-distance pass between the two has become a regular routine of Wolfsburg's offense. Perisic rushed to the penalty area and quickly dodged two defenders, which had messed up the opponent's defense, but the final shot still hit the target.

Side net.

"Ivan, oh - why can't he become a great genius? Look at the gap between him and Yi! Although Yi has a brain comparable to Xavi, it does not affect him from becoming Wolfsburg's calmest and most reliable terminator!

"

Perisic turned his head and gave Yizhe a thumbs up, but Yizhe showed no expression at all.

The conditions were very bad. God was trying to steal the show. Yi Zhe rarely played in this kind of game. In his understanding, such a game should be resolved as soon as possible. He glanced at the teammates around him. It was probably not a problem that could be solved by talking alone.

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Yi Zhe once again got the ball in the midfield. Akhmedov was used to subconsciously rushing up to mark him, but Yi Zhe accelerated directly from him and passed him in one step, unable to hold him back.

The hair on his whole body stood up. With the lesson learned last time, he didn't dare to be careless this time and threw the entire weight of his body out. But he still kicked the air. Yi Zhe had already completed the change of direction to the left, but it was just short.

It's just a sudden acceleration in distance.

But his speed did not slow down at all, and in the same way, he passed directly by Kalesin like a shadow and changed direction again.

"Yizhe! Here we go again!!!!"

"Woo——"

Seeing Yi Zhe dribbling the ball and accelerating to create space from the midfield, the home fans did their best to boo.

But this did not stop Yi Zhe at all... Center defender Granqvist rushed up to stop him. Instead, Yi Zhe seized this opportunity and once again used a simple and crude method to pass him into the penalty area, and in the blink of an eye he was faced with it again.

Goalkeeper Dekan.

This time, Yi Zhe chose to shoot with great force, blasting the opponent's goal against a string of opponents chasing behind him and facing the boos of the audience.

Facing the eyes of his teammates who came up to worship him, Yi Zhe wiped his face proudly: "One more! Deal with them!"

But it was probably that the Wolfsburg players relaxed again, or that Yi Zhe gave them confidence... Seven minutes later, the defense made another mistake. Robin Knoch pounced too hard when he made a move in the penalty area, and was beaten by Gazinski.

He dribbled past the penalty area and tripped his opponent.

Penalty kick.

"Why……"

Watching Gazinski himself take the free throw, and within half an hour, two leads were wiped out, Yi Zhe was still very tired, maybe it's God's fault.

"Keep doing it, guys!"

Only Yi Zhe knows best what to do at this time... Seeing the opponent's defense line pressing forward aggressively, he tried to control the rhythm, but the ball couldn't roll on the turf at all, and he almost paid the price for such a "mistake"

, Krisnodar took advantage of the situation and launched a long pass. Fortunately, Benario struck out in time in the penalty area and blocked the opponent's single shot. Otherwise, Gazinski would have almost won by mistake.

The Wolfsburg captain firmly held the ball under his body, and then took a big kick across the half court. Gustavo succeeded in the midfielder's challenge, and the ball came to Yi Zhe's feet again.

Yi Zhe finally understood: it would be better to leave this situation to others sooner or later, rather than do it himself!

No one expected that Yi Zhe would dare to speed up again, and this time he would be more direct, fighting head-on with a group of Russian Super League players.

"Yi Zhe accelerated again! Be careful with the opponent's shovel. He did play wildly today...but he rushed over! Akhmedov couldn't even hit him, and he also avoided Laborde's shovel! Yi Zhe

!Yi Zhe!!! He is still accelerating! He really rushed over and headed towards the penalty area!!!!!"

This time, the home fans were quiet, and even the young fans had a look of horror on their faces. They watched the same person rush to kill the whole audience three times, showing off his power in front of them - this time it was more direct, even the goalkeeper was able to beat the push shot.

Empty goal succeeded.

Many fans looked up at the sky in sadness. It was still raining, but what about the trouble it caused to Wolfsburg?

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